Misconceiving all conception of her sexual affections, limitating procreating and clearly violating my control My lovers rationing caused a lack of satisfactioning my immediate reaction was to pack all my belongings and just go She had the nerve to slap me in the face & broadcast to the human race of her agreement of my departure from our home Turning in revolution from her sickened noise pollution she had come to the conclusion that in fact she did not want me gone Mired in your mind, fantasy unwind Well I've got news for you You only think that we're through Ill take myself away And make you rue the day… You held your lovin' back from me And there’s no sympathy Since I have been gone she been blowing up my phone and wondering where I roam and clearly she wants me for her own Now my imperfections have reached critical infections, bordering on obsession in her mind, her body and her soul What she wants from me is for I to just agree that she can have my tree but my oats, they just will not be sown In one hour maybe two, she'll be back on me and true, sticking just like glue begging for my love to come back home Well I've got news for you You only think that we're through I'll take my self away And make you rue the day Well I've got news for you You only think that we're through I'll take myself away And make you rue the day… Mixed in your mind unprotean defined You held your lovin' back from me You ration your body out like a freak Our love is sick woman can't you see This idea of love has made us weak Without a paddle on La Merde Creek Don't hold your lovin' back from me ©2005 Rebuilt

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